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šŸ“– Chapter 1345 - Suppression

As their gazes met, sparks erupted between them. However, although Feng Di’s gaze was full of killing intent, Wang Baole was instead more greedy for the rich law of tongue’s desire in Feng Di’s body.

At that moment, the mincemeat acolyte in Feng Di’s hand let out an agonized scream from the pain of having his power wrested away. Next to Wang Baole, Cheng Lingzi recalled his own experience and shivered.

ā€œThat mincemeat acolyte in your hand is mine.ā€ Maintaining eye contact with Feng Di, Wang Baole suddenly spoke.

ā€œYours?ā€ Feng Di’s eyes narrowed. The aura of qi and blood radiating from his body seemed to grow more powerful, and the halo behind him also shone brighter. His lips rose in a sinister sneer.

Exerting force with his right hand, he crushed the mincemeat acolyte’s head in an instant, and the acolyte’s miserable screams abruptly came to an end.

At a rate visible to the naked eye, all of that acolyte’s vitality was sucked away along with his law of tongue’s desire, turning him into a withered corpse. Then, Feng Di casually tossed the corpse over to where Wang Baole was.

ā€œSince it’s yours, you can have it. How will you repay me? Maybe by giving me an arm?ā€ Feng Di licked his lips as he spoke slowly.

When Wang Baole saw this scene, he immediately grinned, smiling happily even as he ignored the withered corpse that had been tossed over. The more he looked at Feng Di, the more happily he smiled.

As a clone, this Wang Baole had always felt that he was different from his original body. His original body was a person without any bottom line, a shameless and petty person who did things based on personal preference.

Meanwhile, he himself had principles, which he believed was the biggest difference between himself and his original body. If others didn’t take the initiative to provoke him, then he wouldn’t bully them.

Therefore, he had to find a way to get them to provoke him first. Once that happened, he would feel at ease when bullying them later, and everything would be in line with his own principles.

That was why Wang Baole had said what he said, and also why he was smiling at Feng Di right now. Suddenly, Wang Baole’s body disappeared, causing Feng Di’s pupils to contract as he abruptly retreated into the void.

In an instant, Wang Baole appeared at Feng Di’s previous location, but only for a moment. Then, he disappeared again, and a muffled boom echoed through the air. A moment later, Feng Di’s figure appeared in the distance, face pale and eyes shining with disbelief. One of his arms was gone, replaced by a bloody stump at his shoulder.

Distortions appeared in the void, and Wang Baole walked out step by step. He was holding Feng Di’s missing arm, and the smile on his face was the same as ever. A black mist spread out and enveloped Feng Di’s arm, causing it to wither visibly before turning into ashes a moment later.

A rich law of tongue’s desire poured into Wang Baole’s body, filling him with a satisfying sensation. Licking his lips, he stared at Feng Di as if looking at a peerless delicacy.

As for Feng Di, his breathing was rapid, and his heart was pounding like never before. He had clearly avoided Wang Baole’s attack in advance, but Wang Baole had already calculated his escape path. Moreover, the pressure emanating from his opponent’s body was absolutely terrifying, as if he could be crushed without the slightest effort.

If he hadn’t decisively sacrificed an arm, Feng Di knew he might have died just now.

ā€˜Suppressed by his mere presence…’

Face utterly pale, Feng Di spat out word by word as he stared at Wang Baole.

ā€œWho are you!?ā€

Wang Baole smiled slightly but didn’t speak. Instead, he turned toward Feng Di again, causing the latter to immediately roar. This time, Feng Di didn’t try to dodge, because he knew that he wouldn’t be able to avoid it. He didn’t even think of escaping, either, because against the horrifying figure in front of him, there was no way he could escape without seizing an opportunity.

Thus, rather than moving out of the way, he unleashed the full power of his vigorous qi and blood. A bloody mist appeared in front of him, turning into a giant, gaping maw that charged forward with the intent of devouring anything in its way.

Cracks appeared in the void, fully displaying the horrifying might of this secret art, but… no matter how horrifying it was, it didn’t affect Wang Baole at all. When the maw made of bloody mist fully enveloped his body, Wang Baole suddenly lifted his head and inhaled.

The bloody mist suddenly collapsed and exploded with a bang, turning into fragments of the law of tongue’s desire and surging straight into Wang Baole’s body, bolstering his power even further.

Seeing this, Feng Di was utterly terrified. His face was totally bloodless, and his eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. He retreated violently, and even the halo behind him began to shatter as he exchanged it for more speed. The only thought in his mind at this moment was to run, run from Wang Baole!

They weren’t on the same level at all!

ā€œWant to run?ā€ Wang Baole’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. He immediately gave chase, tearing through the void and catching up to Feng Di in an instant. Feng Di’s expression changed drastically as Wang Baole’s hand reached toward him.

In this moment of crisis, Feng Di didn’t dare to hold back in the slightest. Veins bulging on his forehead, he suddenly blew up the remnants of his halo, granting him a burst of speed to increase his distance from Wang Baole. He also rapidly formed hand seals, as if about to use his secret art again. His qi and blood surged as he prepared to unleash his full strength.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, but didn’t make any unnecessary movements. His outstretched right hand remained the same; however, his eyes grew gloomy, and a word came out of his mouth.

"Absorb!"

In an instant, a massive suction force erupted from Wang Baole’s hand, like a black hole pulling in everything from all directions. This terrifying suction force immediately enveloped Feng Di’s surroundings as well.

ā€œMaster Icespiriiiiiit!!ā€ Feng Di’s mind was trembling wildly. His body moved backward involuntarily, as if countless threads had wrapped around him and were dragging him toward Wang Baole.

His qi and blood, as well as his power of law, were no longer under his control. They also surged toward Wang Baole.

Looking from a distance, Wang Baole was like a god descending to the mortal world. Nothing could shake him, nor could anything defy his will. No matter how hard Feng Di struggled, it was all useless. At this moment, his massive body was withering away at a rate visible to the naked eye!

In the distance, Cheng Lingzi looked on with shining eyes. It was almost as if Wang Baole wasn’t the one absorbing Feng Di, but rather himself.

ā€œMaster Icespirit, I am the Desire Lord’s disciple! If you kill me, there will be no place for you in all of Tongue’s Desire City!!ā€ Feng Di was completely terrified. All his previous pride and arrogance disappeared, and his voice was shrill with fear.

Wang Baole’s expression didn’t change, and the smile was still on his face. But an instant later, his pupils contracted, and his body abruptly shifted backward without hesitation.

A sudden change occurred!


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